Poor Boy Poem by mohamad safan

There was a child

His clothes were old

His shape was smart

But he has no chance

He found the others were the best

He found the others had looked

Happy and had more fun

He decided not to go

To his school and not to do

His work and not to read or know

As he said" this is my only luck

The bad luck is only for me

The sun knows its way

And I have no way"

He decided to wake up late

And get slept all the day

He said "all manners for me

Are the same in every way"

He decided not to go the exam

He remembered the teacher's face

When he looked angry at his face

And said "you are very bad

Even you study hard

You are still stupid

He decided not to write

His friends said that

"You are very bad"

He decided to sleep without doing

Except leave the world and be

The worst

As they might talk and say

His mother looked and said

What is your matter

If you get dead

You will get them

Happy and satisfy

Why they hate you

As they don't want you

If you neglect them

And love your home

If you forget them

Work to be fame

Fight as a knight

Work day and night

You will be the knight